The other day I said that Richard Blumenthal is Elliot Spitzer’s political twin, a hyper-aggressive state attorney general who makes brutal use of law suits, mainly against businesses, to achieve left-wing egalitarian purposes that could not be achieved by legislation. Now Fergus Cullen in the Wall Street Journalexpands on Blumenthal’s twenty year tenure as Connecticut’s legal Robespierre, and shows several instances in which he has been taken to task for his manic overreaching.

By the way, that’s the first time I’ve heard of a living person with the name Fergus. Though I now see at Wikipedia that it’s not an uncommon name, I had previously associated it with only one person, the mythical poet-king of ancient Ireland who plays a large part in Yeats’s early plays and poetry, most notably this:

Who Goes With Fergus?

Who will go drive with Fergus now,
And pierce the deep wood’s woven shade,
And dance upon the level shore?
Young man, lift up your russet brow,
And lift your tender eyelids, maid,
And brood on hopes and fear no more.
And no more turn aside and brood
Upon love’s bitter mystery;
For Fergus rules the brazen cars,
And rules the shadows of the wood,
And the white breast of the dim sea
And all dishevelled wandering stars.